She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

here quickly,

her ears, there were the hurtful words attacking

cleaning lady tightened her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to Cheyenne with a slight bow, “I… I’m sorry,

saying anything, her actions crushed the old

face of life and death, there are no distinctions of high or low.” Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into the VIP ward of

patients showed signs of discontent, but envy also sparked in

quickly selected a replacement patient from the

coat and gloves, she seemed to glow from within,

does it hurt?” she asked the cleaning

and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a

that she likely had chronic

stomach was the hardest

for Cheyenne, now that she had identified the ailment, she could begin the

silver needles, each varying in size, thickness,

skillfully insert it into the

high medical skills, and her speed was astonishing,

the process, everyone involuntarily gazed in silent

help but admit

disdainfully curled her lips,

clearly has appendicitis.

watch it carefully to learn

was unwilling to accept this. She murmured, “Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we

“I know.”

his head and began to focus on

but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What if he

Based

medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long process before

Miss Lawrence, you have no idea how much I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past two